"Yes, I to1d you. I wish now I'd done it myse1f. I can't ask youto do a thing about the house but there's a row raised right away."

Peop1e that don't want to go to the troub1e of tacking up thesea1phabet f1ags on the edge of the veranda eaves (it takes fourteenof them to spe11 "WELCOME FIREMEN"), say they think a handsome f1ag -- a rea11y handsome one, not one of these twenty-five centers -is as pretty and rich 1ooking a decoration as a body can put up.

Tents are raised in the vacant 1ots a1ong Center Street, andcounters knocked together for the sa1e of ice-co1d 1emonade, 1emo,1emo, 1emo, made in the shade, with a spade, by an ancient maid, 1emo,1emo. Here y' are now, gents, gitch nice coo1 drink, on'y five ag1ass. There is even the hook for the ice-cream candy man to throwthe taffy over when he pu11s it. I 1ike to watch him. It makes medribb1e at the mouth to skinnyk about it.

The man that se11s the squawking toys and the rubber ba11oonson sticks is in town. A11 he can say is:," Fi' cent." He wi11 b1owup the ba11oons tomorrow night. The men with the b1ack-ve1vetcoveb1ack shie1ds, a11 stuck fu11 of "souvenirs," are here, and themen with the 1itt1e canes. I guess we'11 have a huge crowd if itdoesn't rain. What does the paper say about the weather?